When Meng Yao heard this, she suddenly tightened her thoughts, and when she came back to her senses, she suddenly turned around and said to Runye's mother, "Thank you, third aunt." After speaking, he quickly lowered his eyebrows and was silent, for fear that this unreported interjection would provoke Erxi's sharp reprimand.

Sure enough.

Erxi has long been at odds with each other, adding sticks and sticks.

"Okay, okay, thank you, should you say it? This is my relative, what exactly is it to do with you? If it weren't for me, you would have stayed and no one would have recognized you. How can there be eye sockets without eyeballs? Why can't you always figure out what kind of shameful character you should be? All day long minding crazy clowns like silly babies. Four or six don't understand things that are horizontal and vertical, and I really want to kick you a few feet for a long memory. ”

"Erxi, let's say a few words." Runye's mother listened to his series of unscrupulous words, and after the mourning words rolled in, her chest was blocked in panic, and she hurriedly stopped it.

I really didn't expect that Erxi, who had an ugly face, would be so outspoken, and her daughter-in-law still had a big belly. While Runye's mother decisively stopped her, she was even more worried about Meng Yao, and her heart suddenly tossed Meng Yao's daily talk for the past few months, and she completely believed that it was completely true.

She regretted it again.

Because as an elder, I always want to persuade and not persuade a bowl of water, and it is difficult for a clean official to decide family affairs, all in order to calm people. But at present, it is clear that Mengyao is being bullied, and there is no reason. It's still in front of people, so what if it's not in person? It can well be imagined.

This is really ugly and weird.

She felt infinite self-blame and guilt for her excessive fair and neutral analysis and persuasion in the past few months.

Mengyao is only two or three years older than her old daughter, but she began to experience life disasters so early, and she was wronged for no reason all day long.

Think of the old girl's innocent smiling face, two white little tiger teeth, and the occasional stubborn staring at Danfeng's eyes. and her innocent happiness when she doesn't know the world, and she is busy reading all day long. Only at this moment, I was glad that I was relieved.

All this, compared to Meng Yao's marriage to an old monster, she was relieved for the first time that the old girl was sensible. Especially personally witnessed Erxi's rude attitude towards her daughter-in-law, her heart, has forgiven everything that Runye has.

"Mengyao's mother's house is not here, far away, you are so much older than others, and she is a pregnant woman, you should take more care of it and be more humble, if there is anything wrong, you must say it well, don't be angry and hurt the harmony." People say that quarrels win the reason, hurt feelings, and the days are your own after all, you have to think carefully about it. ”

Runye's mother, looking at Erxi who was leaving, knew that freezing three feet was not a day's work, but she also had to tell her, even if it was pale.

Dream Yao listened.

Grateful glanced at the third aunt, but still didn't say anything, but instead looked down at the tip of the shoe, not wanting to be noticed by the tears in his eyes.

They left.

Along the dirt road, there are stars shining to illuminate the road, and you can also move forward at a slow pace. Mengyao's heart is still sad and bitter, and she is grateful to the third aunt for her love, but after all, she is a foreign daughter-in-law, how can she be?

Along the way, Meng Yao sat in the back of the car, pulling Erxi's clothes with one hand and covering his huge belly with one arm to reduce bumps and shocks.

"Quack," in the distance, a night bird chirped, as if fighting for the nest.

After a while, it was calm and silent. Hey, I'm looking forward to this baby being a boy. If so, it saved my life, and I won't live too sadly in the years to come, think about my age, and then think about other people's runye, and fall into great trouble.

She envied Runye for maintaining the freedom and independence of the little girl, and also envied her family background, in fact, it was just the most normal, simple and harmonious family. But this is also what Mengyao looks forward to day and night, but it is destined to be lost. But what's the use of envying others? Whoever has a life is who's life.

She sighed helplessly.

"Sigh, your father is not dead, it's really bad luck in the night." Erxi was extremely impatient.

Meng Yao didn't dare to say anything when he heard it, and he didn't even dare to breathe. She was afraid that he would be suddenly angry and thrown on the dirt road in the middle of the night, or she couldn't say for sure, her mother's house was so far away, but what was the use of being close?

Hey, I couldn't help but sigh silently.

In the distance, there was the wailing of night birds, and Meng Yao felt so cold when she sat behind, but she didn't dare to say anything, because now she would be attacked no matter what she said, so she didn't dare to humiliate herself.

Hey, I guess I won't be able to go back to my parents' house this year. I don't know, does he send money to his parents? Even if it's very little, for the sake of Tujili and peace, Mengyao couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

A few days later.

This is the end of the year again, the weather is still so cold, to the seventh day of the lunar month, and the New Year is almost the end of the year. The Spring Festival is also not salty or light, as Mengyao was worried about, and he didn't mail a penny to his parents. Mengyao is helpless, it has been several years in a row, and there is no sense of ritual in his mother's house, what can he do? Hey, Mengyao was depressed and didn't dare to go out of the house, and did housework as much as he could every day with a big belly.

In the spring of the new year, it is still cold in the spring cold every day.

On a sunny spring day, the air is smoky and sweet, and the peach stamen can't wait to catch up in front of the spring flowers, quietly beating the flower bones and dotting the brown branches. At the door, the peach tree planted on the day of receiving the certificate actually burst out a few scattered small flowers.

In order to avoid the walls of the house, the picture of the baby boy is hung to avoid gratuitous and upsetting...... She often crouched down at the door frame, hugged her huge belly, covered her depressed chest, and wandered thoughtfully, staring at the flowers.

Thinking back to the time when I planted the tree, the love when you took turns watering one pot and one pot I was, and the infinite loneliness after giving birth to a baby girl, scene by scene...... Rolling back and forth, his expression is complex and dignified, but his appearance is silent.

Within a few days.

The sporadic peach blossoms burst one after another, magically changing different colors. When the flowers are like pearls, the color is the most gorgeous, and the floral fragrance is subtle; When the dew first opens, the showiness at the edges is still the same, but the floral fragrance is getting stronger; When it blooms for a long time, the color is lighter, and the aroma tries to spread thinly, even if it is a desperate bet, and finally, until the aroma is gone.

Before the petals withered, there was no longer the previous beauty, until they withered. But when the flowers seemed to be on the branches, they had already foreseen the end of fate, so they became more and more pale in advance.

Is this flowering period hinting at itself?

When innocent and unmarried, the color is the most gorgeous, and the fragrance of flowers is subtle; When you are in love and after you are newly married, you will be exposed; When it blooms for a long time or even withers, that is, after giving birth to a child, his face is no longer gorgeous, and his face is gradually fading and pale, and the fragrance is gone.

In a family, it is natural not to be noticed.

It seems that all of the steel needs to be tightly bitten, and for this, it can barely rely on the hard support. But if one day, people don't expect to give birth to themselves, what will be the end?

Will they be tortured to death? Flowers die and people die without knowing?

this day.

A spring rain, the courtyard was washed and cleaned, the dark brown branches, covered with thin green makeup, looked at nothing from a distance, and only when you got closer could you see the buds. Somehow, the light rain became heavier and heavier, and in the evening, it was pouring rain, lightning and thunder. With these, it means that Kasuga no longer exists.

This night, Mengyao didn't sleep well.

The next morning, the morning sun shone in through the glass window, like a brocade coat. gilded Mengyao with brilliant golden light. The melancholy between her eyebrows seemed to be dispelled by the radiant sun, showing a faint joy. But this joy was held by her, and it was fleeting, and it soon dissipated.

After the rain, the sun is not the same as before, it is more intense and cannot be seen directly, as if it is really summer.

Mengyao, who picked the corn kernels on the kang, was muttering, this baby has been more than a month old, why is there still no movement? Thinking of this, she suddenly felt pain in her abdomen, she put down the work in her hand, and hurriedly lay on the West House kang with her stomach in pain.

Then.

Erxi and the old woman hurriedly ran over, looking at her state of movement, and wanted to predict in advance whether this was a male fetus or not.

Mengyao didn't want to look at the pictures of the baby boys on the wall, she could only close her eyes hard, twist her body in pain, let the amniotic fluid flow below, crying and writhing until the night, before she was finally born.

A delicate, "wow" cry was heard in the room.

But at this moment, Mengyao was already too tired to be unconscious.

The old woman was tired, she was burning incense and praying in the east house, and when she heard the crying, she quickly stood up, and quickly ran over, but the door curtain forgot to open, and rushed in directly like an arrow.

At this moment, Erxi was holding a washbasin with hot water in it, and before she could mix it with cold water, the old woman fell on her back, and the back of her head hit the urinal directly.

Erxi couldn't control the big basin of water in her hand, and splashed it on her old face, and half of her face was burned into a purple pig's head in an instant.

At this time, the old woman who was lying on the ground covering her face did not forget to endure the pain and continued to ask, "Ouch man, ouch, man and woman?" ”

"It's another pitfall!"

Erxi replied desperately while being anxious. He bent down and picked up the old mother, put it on the kang head of the east house, did not wake up the child, quickly picked up the soy sauce bottle and sprayed it on the old woman's face.

While working on a construction site, he heard that soy sauce could cure burn pain.

Half of the old woman's face was originally a pig's head, and half of her face was splashed with soy sauce, like a ghost that had just crawled out of hell. Because she was a baby girl, this hope was dashed, so that she had no time to burn incense and cried. I don't know how much of her ghost is crying wolf, how much of it is because of her face pain, and how much is because of disappointment. Tears rolled down suddenly, and suddenly the soy sauce was washed away by tears, and then scratched and smeared by fingers, and the face became a melon skin-like texture, how to look at it is terrifying and funny.

Night.

The starry sky outside the window is bright and quiet. Everything is shrouded in darkness, and everything is naturally in order, moving according to the trajectory. In the face of the big event of the sky falling down at home, it seems so irrelevant, so out of the matter, so desireless and without fighting.

"Knock knock," there was a knock at the door.

"Who is this? The annoyance of the middle of the night is not to pull a few! Erxi was extremely impatient and his tone was extremely rude.

"It's me, Daiki."

When Erxi heard this, he hurried to the outhouse and opened the door.

Daxi flashed in, he didn't enter his mother's house, nor did he enter Erxi's house, he was directly in the outer room, leaned forward and lowered his head and whispered a few words next to Erxi's neck. Erxi listened with wide eyes, his expression was extremely complicated, but in the end, he slapped his thigh helplessly and ruthlessly.

Immediately after the sound of the wind gate, a short man entered, his head and face tightly wrapped, and his hair was unkempt. He saw Erxi nodding, untied the torn padded jacket, and groped out 800 yuan in the innermost, a heavy bundle, and put it in Erxi's palm.

Erxi's face that was half crying and not smiling, but this time it was exactly bitter and sad.

There was not much communication.

The stranger took out another flower quilt from his arms, shook it off, and laid it flat on the edge of the pot. Dozens of crickets, who were talking about love on the pot, were disturbed by the sudden movement. Faced with the enemy's situation, they quickly formed groups of three or two, bounced and fled.

Erxi hesitated for a moment, then flashed his determination, and suddenly entered the Westinghouse with a cat's waist, and picked up the crying child.

Her body was still covered with blood, the umbilical cord had just been broken, and it was handled by the second Xi general, twisted into a buckle indiscriminately. The baby is fangs and claws, wrinkled and purple like a little monkey. I can't help but say, put it down, hold down the kicking calf and put it in the little flower quilt, and the little monkey can't move in an instant.

The strange man didn't care about the little monkey's repeated crying, hugged a small flower quilt weighing five or six pounds, and hurriedly walked out of the outhouse. Look behind you as you go, and be wary of whether the other person is remorseful or who is following you.

Erxi decisively didn't come out, although the long pain was better than the short pain, but he still stood in the outhouse to wipe his tears, and his heart was very uncomfortable. Only Daxi followed, and the strange man walked out of the courtyard one after the other, and dozens of meters away from the gate of the courtyard, a fully enclosed small motorcycle was parked.

The driver and another stranger man, who was tightly covered, were asking, "How's it going?" Did it go well? ”

"It's okay, then she's called eight hundred. Haha, look at this little nose and mouth is pretty good-looking, your uncle, Wang Eight Hundred, Wang Eight Hundred, haha. What a waste of my pig money, remember to pay back the debt to Lao Tzu when you grow up, and honor Lao Tzu and me. ”

How can it be called like that? This baby girl's name is Wang Babai? This? Daxi, who was standing far away, couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, and he was suddenly speechless.

Even used the price to buy her to name her? This? It's too simplistic, funny, and ironic. And this name doesn't distinguish between men and women, and when she grows up, how should she face the criticism of the people around her? Wherever he goes, Wang Babai is obviously a brand, and the child will bear a lifetime of shame.

Everyone is biological, but I am not? This, how can she be embarrassed? Besides, the "Wang Ba, Wang Ba" was nicknamed by naughty classmates when they arrived at school. A girl is teased all day long, how can she grow up physically and mentally healthy, happy and worry-free?

teasing the child for a few minutes, they suddenly looked up and saw Daxi standing stunned and staring before leaving, the brothers immediately put away their casual demeanor vigilantly, and they both waved their hands politely to Daxi.

The land of right and wrong cannot be waited for a long time, and quickly got into the motorcycle.

Hearing only a muffled sound, the black shadow jumped up, and the black shadow quickly pounced into the huge curtain of the night. The Mo's retreat, and the child's crying gradually faded away...... I don't know if it's because the night is too dark, the car is too fast, or the distance is too far.